Vultures
You're walking down the street and you're wearing someone else's clothes and hair and your listening to music other people wrote, singing their song and dancing their dance, and you're singing and dancing and walking with your eyes closed because you don't care, you just want to get home and laugh at someone else's jokes and study someone else's moves and philosophies and fashion and friends and who do you think is having more fun? You, or the disease ridden vultures circling the empty space above your rotting head?
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This reminds me of whats-his-name and those short stories. Even though I'm not quite sure whether this is a story or not. Oh well.
Stanley Downwood. and thank you! :D although I would never compare my scrawl to his work..
Alright, HOW did you get Stanley Downwood out of that description? A lot of whats-his-faces wrote a lot of those-short-stories. o_O
Mr. Vague-description-decipher-er.
lol I'm sure theres a lot out there but Stanley Downwood is the author i was showing to alyssa before. His website was the inspiration for my blog header. =]
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